A Poem For Today - Butterfly Dream

[KEN DICKINSON]



Suggested by Krizstina

Butterfly dream or dream of Dzhuang Dzi's 

Two thousand years ago, Dzhuang Dzi,

the master, pointed to a butterfly.

"In my dream," he said, "I was this butterfly 

and now I am a little confused."

"Butterfly," he said, "yes, I was a butterfly,

and the butterfly danced happily in the sun,

and had no idea that it was Dzhuang Dzi...

And I woke up... And now I don't know,

now I don't know," 

he continued pensively,

"what is the truth, which one can I be:

did Dzhuang Dzi dream the butterfly,

or is the butterfly dreaming me?

I laughed: "Don't joke, Dzhuang Dzi!

Who would you be? You are Dzuang Dzi! You, of course!"

He smiled: "The butterfly in the dream

believed its own truth just like that!"

He smiled, 

I shrugged. Then

something still made me shiver,

I've been pondering it for two thousand years since then,

but I'm getting more and more uncertain,

and now I think there is no truth,

that everything is image and poetry,

And that Dzhuan Dzi dreams the butterfly,

the butterfly dreams  him and I dream all three of us."

Source unknown

Translated by Hungarian poet and translator Lõrinc Szabó

[Patricia Rios]

Very cool! 

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[Isabel Torres-Carrilho]

"and now I think there is no truth,

that everything is image and poetry,"

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